rune hunter

Chapter 339 Secret of Sword Castle

Eliminating the remnants of the Brotherhood was originally the goal that El and Laurana expected, but considering the situation of the exile team itself, they had to make false claims with those self-righteous thugs.The existence of Hercules Hagnan and the Prophet Muhammad in this gang organization seems to have a particularly strong sense of disharmony.Laurana suspects that they are still hiding an unknown trump card. If they really tear their faces, the situation will become unmanageable.

The current team of exiles is still a weird and deformed body as a whole. The military is almost all elite fighters who have survived a hundred battles, while the civilian group, mainly women and children, has no self-protection ability at all, and is guarded by mercenaries and caravans. Although the organized armed forces can also play a deterrent role, their number is limited, and they are already stretched in the face of the growing refugee contingent.

If you want to start a war with the Brotherhood, you must consider the strength of the two opponents who have at least reached the true silver level.Even if El is advanced to Silver now, he doesn't dare to say that he can stabilize the opponent. Presumably the opponent is also worried about this problem at this moment.The only way to kill them is to fight them head-on, filling the hole with the lives of Istaron warriors.Victory is important, but the price is unacceptable to El.

Those who have reached this level will never fight to the death unless necessary.This is not a heroic novel made up by bards, so why would you have to use your brains for trivial matters?Everyone is an adult, and it takes a lot of brains to speak and do things. An idiot who really takes his own life seriously has died long ago.

Of course, the premise is - unless necessary.

When the Estalon cavalry took back the noble city from the Brotherhood last night, it was already a mess.The Beifeng family, which lost all silver-ranked great swordsmen in the civil war, also lost the qualification to survive.A total of sixteen branches, nearly two hundred clansmen and three times the number of servants were massacred. The corpses, regardless of age, were lined up from the villa area to the gate, and the streets were soaked in blood.

Only a small number of women survived until the arrival of the Istarenians, but the reason why they survived until now is entirely to satisfy the desires of those thugs.Some women had been tortured into useless people after being rescued, while others quietly killed themselves after nightfall.

Even if he never took a step away from Diana, Isimako's hearing was enough to understand the tragedy after the fall of the city through the chatter in the camp.Although his parents are long gone, and his relationship with the family may not be very close, it is his family and relatives after all.In the face of blood and hatred, he made a decision without hesitation.

"If your so-called treasures only refer to gold, silver and jewelry, then I'm not very interested." El folded his hands and said disapprovingly, "The people of Istaren have already shed enough blood, I won't Exchange the lives of soldiers for gold coins."

"What if it's a gem?" Simaco asked, raising his head.

"Even gems can't be eaten." El shrugged and said, "I would consider it if it was the granary of Sword Castle, but I heard that your granary is already empty."

"What if it is armed with gemstones?" Sima Ke's expression did not change at all, as if he was quite confident in his proposal.

"What is that? Explain it in a way I can understand." Al raised his eyebrows and asked curiously.

"Fifty sets of sophisticated jewel armaments can raise a bronze-ranked warrior to a quasi-silver rank." Simako gritted his teeth fiercely, opened his palm and stretched out five fingers and said in a low voice.

"Are you kidding me?" Al was so frightened by this sentence that he almost gasped for breath and suffocated. He has never seen such a bragging. If there is such a thing, Jianbao will not be as low as it is today. ?

"No one knows this secret except the Patriarch." Seeing El's suspicious eyes, Sima Ke coughed in embarrassment and continued: "The jewel weapon is also one of the inheritances left by the Sword Master of the North Wind. It is powerful and can Mass production, compared to his swordsmanship inheritance, the production blueprint of this weapon is obviously more likely to be coveted, so the head of the family at that time declared that the blueprint had not been handed down, but in fact the family has never given up on secret production. "

"You mean that 1000 sets of things made in [-] years can also be called mass production?" El asked puzzled.

"I heard that there were 300 sets in the past, but they were all taken away by the Fallen Leaf Sword Master. It took the family [-] years to rebuild [-] sets. I don't know the other details, but this thing is indeed It exists. As long as you promise me to kill those robbers who take advantage of the fire, I can take you to inspect the goods first." Simako said with red eyes.

"Sounds interesting, but for such an important matter, don't you plan to ask Miss Diana's opinion first?" Ertuo thought for a while, turning his eyes to the girl lying on the bed, and couldn't help but said.

"The sword castle is over, the Beifeng family is over, what's the use of guarding those things at this time?" Sima Ke looked at the girl's quiet face, calmed down and said seriously: "I know you won't either. I'll stay here for a long time, so I can't take care of so much. The eldest lady's wish is to be an ordinary girl, and after the revenge is done, I will take her away and find a place where no one knows us to live in seclusion."

No matter how you look at it, you don't seem to be worthy of that young lady. What qualifications do you have to make a decision for a quasi-sword master?El slandered in his heart, but he still didn't say the words after all.I have to say that Sima Ke's proposal moved him a little.Before this, El had already deeply experienced the power of the gem secret sword, and now there is a "gem weapon" that sounds very high-end and atmospheric.

If this thing really has the effect that Simako said, its value cannot be estimated by money.In the face of this level of interests, the price of war...doesn't seem so unacceptable?

The same question was also placed in front of the Prophet Muhammad at this time.Just as the people of Eastalen began to rest, the Brotherhood retreated to the other side of the city finally breathed a sigh of relief.The prophet as the leader finally got enough time to make his own arrangements.

To be honest, when facing the arrogant and unreasonable alchemist girl, the prophet really broke into a cold sweat in his heart.His opponent was a freak who didn't follow the rules at all. He didn't have any room for negotiation at all. He directly used the most brutal force to solve all problems, and ruthlessly smashed all the traps he left behind.If the Eastalenian really wanted to make up his mind to drive the Brotherhood out of Sword Castle, he had nothing to do.

Fortunately, those lunatics finally stopped. Even the tigers in the mountains have to lick their wounds after the battle. Those Istaren people with their families can't be unscrupulous. Time to recuperate.But before that, these northern barbarians used the most brutal force to declare their tough attitude, which made the Brotherhood feel a deep chill from top to bottom.

Either a lunatic or a terrible wise man, this is the impression in the prophet's mind of the leader of the Istaren people.The bottom line drawn by the opponent is very clear, that is, resistance in any sense is not allowed, otherwise the war will be carried on to the end.This extremely tough attitude really made the Prophet feel great pressure, so that he had to take back all the secrets he had arranged, strictly ordered his subordinates not to make any provocative behavior, and showed the most humble attitude.

This feeling is very bad, and it can even be said to be humiliating. Whether the prophet is willing or not, he must accept this fact, because fists are the greatest truth in this world.Hegnan the Hercules alone could not defeat the Istaren army, so he had to bow his head and be a dog obediently.

However, even if he wanted to be a dog, would he be able to get the understanding of the people of Eastalen?How could such a good thing happen!The tragic ending of the Beifeng family is just around the corner, and the only ending of losing the ability to resist is to be slaughtered.Of course, it was impossible for the Prophet to place his hope on the conscience of the Eastalenians. He still had another trump card hidden, but he was really reluctant to use this trump card unless it was absolutely necessary.

Until the Cult of the Damned raised the bounty on Tiana again.

In just one day, almost two-fifths of the aborigines of Sword Castle were slaughtered. If there were no people from Eastalen pressing forward, this number might have doubled.Ordinary thugs would not be able to achieve this level no matter how much they killed and set fire. The only explanation was that the Brotherhood did it on purpose.

In the middle of the secluded city, far away from the scouting area of ​​Istaron, all the buildings on a whole street were dismantled into parts, and a huge altar was built on the small square on the street.In order to prevent the people of Eastalen from noticing the change, the foundation of the entire altar was sunk below the horizon, making it difficult to find clues even above the city.

The residents of Sword Castle, who thought they could escape by hiding at home with a fluke mentality, were captured by the expressionless strong man and tied into a string, escorted to the altar.Everyone's mouth was stuffed with rags to prevent them from screaming, but the suppressed crying continued.Standing on the edge of the altar, a strong man with a sharp knife pulled a young girl in aristocratic clothes to his feet. He ignored the girl's wailing, slashed her soft neck, and threw her aside. Let him struggle in vain until his body becomes cold.

Such inhuman massacres have been going on for a long time, the corpses around the altar have piled up like mountains, and blood flows into rivers under the altar.If it weren't for the gloomy clouds and mists in the sky, someone might have noticed the vision here.

The Prophet stood in the center of the altar, holding a dark and lightless crystal sphere in his haggard hands. It was not black in the conventional sense, but a polymer gathered by the souls of civilians who died tragically.Ordinary people would go crazy just looking at it from a distance, but the prophet's eyes never moved away, but with a look of great interest.

Seeing that the darkness in the crystal sphere had changed from a quantitative change to a qualitative change, the Prophet nodded with satisfaction. He finally got the hole card he wanted.

(End of this chapter)